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If there's room, I'm interested, but I guess the family is getting a little big ahaha.
Sorry my posts haven't been as long or as good as y'all's;; I'm loving what I'm reading but not what I'm putting down, lol
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Cassandra's blue eyes darted up, her body suddenly still. The sight before her was horrifying, like a nightmare had crawled out of some sick man's head, and it took all her willpower not to make a ruckus by turning and running away. It was unwise to blatantly run away from wolves, especially one that looked more monster than animal. Slowly, she crouched again and took a step back, pulling an arrow from her quiver to gently place it at the bow's sights. She didn't draw, though: she remained in place, brow furrowing and lips pursed, as she struggled to determine her next move. The young hunter knew that waiting around for the creature to notice her wasn't an option, but neither was sneaking off because in that moment, she didn't quite trust herself to move steady, stealthily.
Her gaze dropped to the wolf's legs. She had noticed the limp, but eyeing the beast again, she decided that mercy may be the best thing for it. It was falling apart, she thought, tilting her head to eye its missing jaw. The hunters' story of a monster wolf spun around in her head as she drew the string and slowly raised the bow. The poor creature should die, said her pity. Cassandra's breath was low and long, and she was conscious not to hold it as she pulling the bow tight. It'd be quite the feat for her--killing the strange and possessed wolf of the forest, said her pride. Taking aim, the woman's shoulders seemed suddenly broad and one could see the strength in her arms where the tunic sleeves lied across it. A monster like that shouldn't exist, said her fear.
As cold sweat beaded over her brow, Cassandra let the arrow fly, her eyes watching the back of the wolf's--but not--head.
Cassandra's blue eyes darted up, her body suddenly still. The sight before her was horrifying, like a nightmare had crawled out of some sick man's head, and it took all her willpower not to make a ruckus by turning and running away. It was unwise to blatantly run away from wolves, especially one that looked more monster than animal. Slowly, she crouched again and took a step back, pulling an arrow from her quiver to gently place it at the bow's sights. She didn't draw, though: she remained in place, brow furrowing and lips pursed, as she struggled to determine her next move. The young hunter knew that waiting around for the creature to notice her wasn't an option, but neither was sneaking off because in that moment, she didn't quite trust herself to move steady, stealthily.
Her gaze dropped to the wolf's legs. She had noticed the limp, but eyeing the beast again, she decided that mercy may be the best thing for it. It was falling apart, she thought, tilting her head to eye its missing jaw. The hunters' story of a monster wolf spun around in her head as she drew the string and slowly raised the bow. The poor creature should die, said her pity. Cassandra's breath was low and long, and she was conscious not to hold it as she pulling the bow tight. It'd be quite the feat for her--killing the strange and possessed wolf of the forest, said her pride. Taking aim, the woman's shoulders seemed suddenly broad and one could see the strength in her arms where the tunic sleeves lied across it. A monster like that shouldn't exist, said her fear.
As cold sweat beaded over her brow, Cassandra let the arrow fly, her eyes watching the back of the wolf's--but not--head.
I'll post tonight or this weekend at the latest!
I will try to post tonight or this weekend at the latest.
Kiyoko stared up at the skull as the rest of it and its minions faded around her. "We did it," she laughed, looking to the oni. Though her smile faded as she noted the sudden change in mood and her blue eyes flickered back to the shrine. It seemed as if the group was growing by one every time she turned her back. She could manage crowds when she had to, but the evening had be stressful enough as it was. Hesitantly she returned to the shrine to join the others, her brows furrowed at the priest for them. He was older but handsome with lovely robes, warranting at least curiosity from her.
He confirmed that the others were youkai as well, though it was pretty obvious after the fight. And his explanation had her scowling by the end. She eyed the silver haired okami after his agreement, eyes narrowed as irritation laced her words. "It's dangerous. We could get hurt--or worse." Though as she spoke, she knew she'd allow herself to get roped in. Hell, she had run at the gashadokuro head on. Admittedly with the help of a powerful oni, but it was nothing to scoff at.
"You especially," she added, her piercing gaze finding the human boy's. Potential or not, she suddenly tense. The others were clearly capable, but he had contributed little. "I don't like seeing humans get hurt."
He confirmed that the others were youkai as well, though it was pretty obvious after the fight. And his explanation had her scowling by the end. She eyed the silver haired okami after his agreement, eyes narrowed as irritation laced her words. "It's dangerous. We could get hurt--or worse." Though as she spoke, she knew she'd allow herself to get roped in. Hell, she had run at the gashadokuro head on. Admittedly with the help of a powerful oni, but it was nothing to scoff at.
"You especially," she added, her piercing gaze finding the human boy's. Potential or not, she suddenly tense. The others were clearly capable, but he had contributed little. "I don't like seeing humans get hurt."
Despite the air of change and talk of danger within the forest, its beauty never ceased to amaze the young hunter. Her light steps grew quieter as she walked into it, not wishing to disturb the small animals that scrambled about. Arrows remained in her bow as she ventured, though her eyes were wide: the smaller animals made fun game and a meal for one, but Cassandra hunted to feed herself and others. Deer was her preferred target and--sure enough--they had left their mark on the forest from the night before. Cassandra adjusted the quiver on her shoulder and ducked into the brush to follow the trail.
By the droppings and tracks she was lead to a small clearing by a babbling brook. It was still early, so she stayed her distance and eyed the brush. As she stood, watching for movement, she began to string her bow. The clearing remained quiet and mostly still; her eyes caught some movement from miscellaneous animals and bugs. The bow strung, she tugged at it with her gloved fingers and stood to her full height. And that's when something moved. Cassandra's eyes snapped to the brush as it rustled. Deciding to follow this potential game, she stepped into the clearing to follow silently. She would take a long way around the brush to avoid making too much noise before continuing deeper into the forest.
By the droppings and tracks she was lead to a small clearing by a babbling brook. It was still early, so she stayed her distance and eyed the brush. As she stood, watching for movement, she began to string her bow. The clearing remained quiet and mostly still; her eyes caught some movement from miscellaneous animals and bugs. The bow strung, she tugged at it with her gloved fingers and stood to her full height. And that's when something moved. Cassandra's eyes snapped to the brush as it rustled. Deciding to follow this potential game, she stepped into the clearing to follow silently. She would take a long way around the brush to avoid making too much noise before continuing deeper into the forest.
@LadyRunic Yes. Sorry for the absence. I am to get a post up tonight.
Finally posted that. Sorry, I knew I'd be holding up the story so I posted ASAP, but I mean for it to be sooner;
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